WYA

Look that boy up in his eyes, PTSD, he got trauma, head mind gone That why he ain't got no tears to cry, nightmares, 82 degrees, wake up He hollering, staring up at four walls, twitching shit, I can't control all these thoughts up in my head Medicating with these meds, contemplating, wishing I was dead, walk up outside the door Mask fake smiles I put on, ask what's going on, just leave me the f*ck alone Where the f*ck was you when I needed you, your shoulder to cried on when I needed to Used to cry out for help ain't no one was listening Murders, homicides, how many of them boys done died, shit, got me numb as f*ck inside I still ain't even fucking cry, funeral closed casket, I ain't even show up to the shit Cause I ain't see the point of it, or I was out of state, phone calls, talking bout, yeah, he gone So I sit and get high to keep from crying and to reminisce, you ain't know my struggle, my pain So I'm forever gone, say, wish God wouldn't took some motherfucking lames Look that boy up in his eyes, PTSD, he got trauma, head mind gone That why he ain't got no tears to cry, nightmares, 82 degrees, wake up He hollering, staring up at four walls, twitching shit, I can't control all these thoughts up in my head Medicating with these meds, contemplating, wishing I was dead, walk up outside the door Mask fake smiles I put on, ask what's going on, just leave me the f*ck alone Where the f*ck was you when I needed you, your shoulder to cried on when I needed to Used to cry out for help ain't no one was listening